Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 16

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 16 He Finally Comes

Marco’s POV:

She looks so small sitting on the sidewalk. At first, all I can feel is relief that she’s safe, and the wolf within me calms at the sight of her. Her black hair, which she’s pined into an ornate style, drips onto her glistening pale skin. The red dress is slick and clings to her figure, accentuating every soft curve. She shivers against the cold where she’s huddled under a tree, and I can’t help but wonder if she would have stayed there all night, waiting for me.

I can’t help the curiosity that fills me when I think of her. We came into each other’s life by pure accident, but I’ve never quite met anyone like her. No one has ever waited for me like that, with such loyalty and patience. It’s foolish and reckless but… sweet, and I’m annoyed by the odd sense of affection that fills me as I walk toward her.

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Tanya’s POV:

I brace myself from the cold to be best of my ability, but water trickles between the leaves of the tree I’m crouched under, soaking my gown in spite of my best efforts. But suddenly, the water stops, and I look up in surprise to see Marco holding a black umbrella over my head.

My heart skips a beat at the sight of him, and he wordlessly takes off his jacket, draping it over my shoulders and shielding me from the rain. He examines my shivering form with displeasure before speaking.

“You shouldn’t be out in this weather. How long have you been out here, foolishly waiting for me? You look like a sad little w*et flower.”

Honestly? I’m not sure how long it’s been. I lost track of time a while ago, and right now, all I can think about is the fact that he’s actually here.

“I don’t know… but I couldn’t leave. I was afraid you’d show up, and I’d be gone. I couldn’t do that to you.”

He shakes his head with disapproval, and perhaps I have behaved like a petulant child. But he came, and he found me.

I say softly. “Here you are

moment, considering my words as I look up at him, little droplets clinging to my lashes. Finally, he

tonight. Someone else sent the flowers. I don’t really celebrate Valentine’s

sag slightly in defeat as his words sink in. The roses, the restaurant… he really didn’t want

“Oh… that’s okay.”

sighs, unconvinced. He kneels in front of me so he can

important to you. I’ve just never cared about the holiday that much, but if I’d

he pulls out a small bouquet of wildflowers. The stems are slightly crushed, but the dainty petals are intact, and the droplets on them look like little diamonds,

all the shops are closed now, but I came across these a short while ago,” he says, his voice softening. “They made me think of you, little flower. I’ll get you a formal Valentine’s Day gift

delicate flowers are so much more beautiful. I would much rather be Marco’s little flower than a luxurious rose. I take the small bouquet from his hands, touched by the

I

the strange sensation of being watched makes me tear my gaze away from Marco. Between the rain and the shadows, I swear I saw Ayana’s eyes watching us from across the street, full of contempt and indignation. But when I blink and

on, let’s get you

cold for so long that my feet have gone completely numb, and I get dizzy when I try to move.

chest as my head

love me. Our marriage is an arrangement, and he probably doesn’t want this kind of closeness between

To my surprise, he

he says, his tone

don’t want to inconvenience him, but I can barely stand, let alone walk home

arms around his broad shoulders. His muscles are hard and taught against my skin, and I pray he can’t feel my racing heart as I gently take the umbrella from him, holding it to free his

though we’re both drenched, I hold the umbrella to shield our heads as he starts walking back toward the townhouse. The street lamps are reflected on the rain- covered pavement. Against the glittering

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